Chapter 247: The Revelations

Chapter 247: The Revelations

The pain on his shoulder made him drop the staff that controlled the muscles and bones of the reaper puppets. But still, it doesn’t mean he couldn’t control them by his thoughts.

And yet, before he could even give a command for the puppets to attack her, the finger that pressed on his lips sealed off his mental faculties.

Her finger… was laced with a binding touch. He couldn’t even move a single muscle.

This sent jolts of shock and surprise upon Siva.

“Sssshhh…” her seductive lips pressed closed in on his face. Siva could smell the rosy scent of her breath and it was very anger-inducing. “Make your puppets move a single inch and I slice your neck from your shoulder.”

The horrifying thought struck him. She held [this] life on her hands.

He hasn’t saved Baron.

If he was to continue, he will die as Siva.

Mission fails.

He also fails Baron. Nothing is accomplished.

“…!!”

Siva gritted his teeth. He had to comply or his Siva avatar dies. He could only glare hatefully at her.

“Good boy…” she trailed her right hand and it went down to caress a sleeping dragon between his legs. “Now, I remember clearly how this little guy used to be my pet… too bad she died, eh? She was my favorite avatar of all the avatars I’ve had…”

She…?

Siva’s soul was shaken by a sudden image.

A familiar voice, a familiar name… a familiar gesture… a familiar face… all of these impressions were in his heart but it was all blocked in his memories and he can’t pinpoint what exact memory and on who was the person this ‘image’ belongs to.

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He could only assume that… it was an important, very and extreme important person for him.

Because he could tell it is so that Siva could feel a sudden pang of loss upon the fact that he can’t remember who was it. He was only left with this vague image of a familiar [gesture] from a ‘her’ in the depths of his heart.

And yet, because of this some odd reason, a face and a name suddenly appeared on his mind.

“Sam…? Samantha? But who is she to me?” His lips trembled upon thinking that name and then, like a spark, a set of memories flashed in his mind.

It was quite a recent memory.

Here, in The North, he met her…

And she died.

She experienced another death. And it was so familiar and painful for him that even though he felt alienated by her presence at that time, he was still able to feel a sense of familiarity at her tender gaze and gentle touch… and even though he did not know her personally… he grieved deeply upon her [death].

In fact, there was even a splitting image locked in his mind; an impression. It was of a war-ridden place where he could see himself falling towards that battlefield.

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Samantha’s tears, at that time, also touched a few strings of familiarity on him. She apologized for a crime he didn’t know.

And for some unknown reason, she also said that she wanted to protect him. She said that Mefisto was trying to get his hands on him… but Siva, no, Rex Kingsley is a [player] and Siva is just his [avatar] so why is Mefisto, an NPC, so bent up on getting on his way over and over?

What does he want from me?

We may have met shortly before during the end of the War of the Two Powers but… does that warrant him to hate me that much?

I clearly remember that he doesn’t even have an enmity against me at the time… in fact, he wasn’t even looking directly at me as an enemy so when did it start?

Now that I think about it… when did I even start to become his enemy?

“Ho? Do you remember something now?” a smile beamed out of her lips and Siva looked at her in a flurry of different emotions.

The sight of his confused eyes became a delightful entertainment for Sefirah as she laughed heartily and even gently pushed Siva flat to the ground and even placed her bum on her pet.

What all men in the world who’s seeing this right now would give up just for her to sit on their angry pet dragon?

She teased and rolled sadistically, slightly inclining the sword and making Siva cry a sharp groan.

“Hahaha! Yes! That! I love it! I like that confused furious look in your eyes, Siva, it makes me… happy that at least you are so not over our past.”

Siva, of course, had no idea what ‘past’ she was talking about but he was very clearly aware of the current circumstances as the battle on the other side of the battlefield had once against resumed.

A series of explosion could be heard and seven continuous rumbling sounds echoes while the ground shook seven times as well.

All the while, Siva could hear the booming words “so hungry”, “I want to eat”, and “let me eat you” rumbling the entire forest area over and over on those seven rumbling sounds.

Their attention was on that direction and the woman spent a few good moments before she glanced back at Siva.

“I like your hybrid pet, Siva. He’s capable enough to not be eaten by Gyoolu.”

Siva grimaced, though, it’s not visible on his face.

“Who… who are you?!”

It was a stupid question. He knew by [impression] just who she –they– are but it was only his main mental self that kept on denying these memories.

And yet, Sefirah delighted on his confusion and feigned a confused look while putting a pout and a finger on her cheek.

Her cheeks even blushed a little.

“Me?” She stood up and spread her legs atop his body as she looked down mockingly at him. The look in her face became that of a real queen, “You know who I am, Siva. And though I have assumed many names and many versions before when using those former avatars, you’ve always known how to know if it’s me and not the real them.”

The ‘them’ she was talking about was her ‘vessel’ that she had possessed in the past.

Siva knew it but he was yet to digest and internally process all these seemingly random and obscured fragments of memories.

“Why I am but your Sefirah, dear Siva…” the look of delighted sadistic intent vanished in her face and was replaced by a look tender affection. “My favorite vessels from before were all able to make a name for themselves in the eras that passed like for example; there’s Venus and Urania, Jeanne of Avalon, what else? Hmmm… ah, Aphrodite… and then… there’s Ceres, Tiamat, Callas, and then…”

With that pause, she beamed merrily at Siva as if seeing his building ugly expression of combined fury and confusion a delightful sight.

Siva was angry for an exceptionally vague and seemingly unknown reason except for the fact that it was hatred that was embedded on his bones…

He was confused because he has no idea as to how and why he was sure he hated this woman on top of him when this is obviously the first time they had actually met.

She beamed merrily, “And then there’s my most favorite of all y vessels… although the goddesses I’ve used as avatar before were all of supreme beauty and abilities, they are but dull conceited existence who does not measure up to even an ounce of the one I’m about to tell you. My most unforgettable vessel of them all… was that one mortal that brought upon your fall.”

Siva’s mind spun. “What… what are you…”

“Ahahaha… what was her name again?”

Siva tried to struggle but there was an incredible weight that was bearing down on him, stopping him from exerting enough force to make a real struggle.

As she now stood there above him, her left foot on his stomach; her right foot stepping on his left arm… while her left hand held the hilt of her long sword whose blade pierced through his shoulder and nailed him back-flat on the solid ground.

The hate he was feeling on his bones wanted to erupt upon her mention of that last sentence.

For that odd reason that’s been bugging him all this time… it was screaming for justice.

For revenge…

To release the hate he carried, to vent the rage that became the core power of his mortal soul.

“Ah… ah…”

“Hahahaha!! That’s right… you know her name! I want you to cry for me! I want you to remember how I brought her in front of your blade! I want you to remember…. I am the only one for you and that’s the reason why you killed her! Hahahaha!!!”

Siva gave a loud cry and arched his head up as if wanting to bite her neck and kill her. But his bleeding shoulder and the pain it carried with it was still enough to immobilize him entirely, even his mind reeled at the agonizing pain of having a sword impaled on his right shoulder.

“Get off me! Fight me! I’m going to kill you!”

By now, Siva had already succumbed to that vague sense of hatred sleeping on his bones. He didn’t question the how or why or is what and when, but he embraced it, nevertheless, and allowed it to eat his logic… to let him remember by force just why he hated this Sefirah so much.

Siva even unleashed the [Killing Zone] to no avail.

Despite his loudest cries of provocation, she only smiled and ignored him, and even delighted on his little act of struggle.

“Ah, I remember now… her name…”

“You…!!”

“Oh, Siva. You now her… you killed her. You punished yourself because of her death…”

“Nooooo!!! No! You…”

In Siva’s mind, the vague image of a person was forming.

No, in fact, he already knew.

What he didn’t know and which ‘image’ is just starting to form and ‘be’ remembered right now, is the [how] on its details.

Just how….. did he end up hating Sefirah down to his bones?

Bending her knees, her bum now pressing on his crotch again, she leaned her head back and felt the bulge on her butt… before leaning forward to suddenly grab his mouth.

When Siva saw her face… her expression, then, twisted into a countenance of sadistic ecstasy as she delighted on torturing Siva’s declining mental stability.

By this point, the rage in Siva’s heart had been provoked into its highest point as a scene flashed in his memory.

*****

A battlefield filled with countless dead.

Nine people battling the leaders of the LAGRAM Armada…

He, Siva, fighting a fully awakened Mefisto…

Suddenly, Samantha’s figure emerged from the Allied Force’s side and went straight for Terra with sword in hand.

Siva’s agitated state couldn’t react in time and only moved upon reflex as he saw a shadow fleet past Neth and Lunette’s side of encirclement.

No.

They allowed ‘her’ to pass because she was an ally, but… at that time, Siva’s [senses] moved faster that he could think and reacted purely in reflex... no annihilate the enemies that bore the same [soul signature] as Mefisto.

And so, before he was even able to think, he…

Siva…

Had already killed Samantha with his own hands…

*****

“Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!”

“Yes! YES!!! It was me! Hahaha… you were such a cry baby when I used her that day to betray you and the Terrans! You killed her and thought you killed me… Aha! AHA! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I remember how you hated yourself to what you’ve done! Ahahaha… haha… the battle 56 years ago may have ended with our defeat, but we have won the war and continued on to exist beyond the bars of that cage, watching your struggles, waiting for the right time to live here once again!”

“Sefiraaaaahhhhhh…!!!”

“Ahahaha! Yes! YES!!! Struggle more! Bleed! Cry for revenge! Ahahaha… the more you rage on, the stronger the master will become! You cannot walk away from your destiny, Siva…!! You are meant to be his food! And when that happens, your shell will be mine to play with… forever!”

“SEFIRAH!!!”

“Hahahahaha... you cannot escape your fate, Siva, you are destined to fail from the beginning and we will transcend from this world! We WILL live on… the other side!”

With a new set of memories, Siva’s confusion vanished in the mask of fury as he shouted at her with utter confidence.

“You will not get passed this world’s gate keepers! Janus made sure that no one aside from me and those with the same status as me will be able to pass through the gate and the [cage] in front of it!”

“Ho? What makes you so sure about it?"

“What are you–?”

At this point, a mocking grin beamed on her lips and this sight not only poured cold water on Siva’s mind, but he also seems to realize something was wrong with this situation.

But where….?

When?

What was wrong?

Where did he go wrong with what he said?

What was wrong with what he said?

“Janus made sure that the [cage] will serve as the protection and seal for the Chaos Gods….”

Siva thought deeply upon this.

The [cage] protected the Chaos Gods against [Siva’s] wrath from when those so called Chaos Gods stripped away Terra’s immortality and subjected her to the mortal limits, confined to the laws of this world’s cycle of life and death, and with her divinity being susceptible to attacks and corruption from Mefisto… by which such action did indeed, in fact, eventually ended up becoming an advantage for the forces of the LAGRAM Alliance to occupy and enslave a significant part of this universe.

After all, Mefisto was a being whose main ‘purpose’ in existing was to [consume] the memories of the Trinity Gods that protected and also maintained this world.

But, as great his power and his capabilities are, his and even Janus’ plans… still broke apart with the emergence of [Siva].*

When Terra lost her immortality, this world also lost one of its seals and thus, lost a protector.

When Janus also lost his immortality due to his selfless sacrifice, the second seal also went off with it. But what’s different is that Janus retained his memories and his life-span, thus through the eons that he roamed this world… he had ‘created’ events and tied destinies to create the necessary conditions to raise heroes to protect this world.

These heroes’ bloodlines that were scattered in the vastness of the universe all eventually came to gather in that one planet.

It was the secret of this world.

And in order to protect this very important secret, Janus… had created the [Cage].